When I was a member of the Cleveland Cavaliers, a team of the National Basketball Association, I came across a secret that will sink their entire existence. Lebron James, a small forward (and bitch) that plays for them had left his phone in his locker one day. The phone was unlocked so I decided to take a look and see if I could find any secrets to sink his career. This guy was starting over me and taking all of the spotlight from me. If I had played during my tenure they would have built a statue for me. Anyways I find emails between him and David Griffin, the General Manager of the Cleveland Cavaliers of the National Basketball Association. It turns out they had been trading steroids and were plotting to trade for Steph Curry. I picked up the phone and emailed David Griffin and said, "hey man, let's not get Steph Curry and go for Kyle Korver instead." I hated Cleveland at this point and have been a lifelong fan of the Atlanta Hawks, and knew I would be traded to them. Kyle was a close friend of mine and still is - take that in your own interpretation. So the Cleveland Cavaliers traded for Kyle, and in the process I also reported Lebron James to Adam Silver for using steroids. What did I learn from all of this? That you can't trust a snake. That a domino falling can create a chain reaction and bring an empire to its knees. That I am the real MVP. That Isaiah Thomas and Celtics fans are shitheads. That victory and sacrifice go hand in hand. Rest In Peace, Pero Antic.
Submitted January 15, 2017 at 08:36PM by MikeDunleavyHOF